October 24, 2013

a little alone time


Yesterday was my day off this week and I spent almost the entire thing at home, alone, and it was delightfully, indulgently, glorious. Do you daydream about how you would spend a perfect day, going over the agenda in your head, throwing in a few extra luxuries because, well, why not? Yesterday came pretty darn close to mine, minus the yoga, massages on the beach, and fruity cocktails in hand… but that's what vacations are for. it'skindofallI'mthinkingaboutthesedays

 I woke up early to send my sweet man off to work with a kiss and then crawled right back into bed to drink Chai tea and read for another hour.  Our bed has the best view in the house of the tree tops and hills in the distance but we are rarely in it during daylight hours to enjoy it. So lying there, looking out at the foggy morning was the perfect start to the day. Then I decided to put my old paints and brand-new brushes to use and finished a painting I started last week in a class after work. It was the first time I devoted any real time to painting since we moved which is downright embarassing since I spend 40 hours a week talking about and selling art supplies. Its like working at a library and never reading or being a car salesman who doesn't own one…where does one even start? (Yes it is possible to over-think such things).  But having a practical, tangible project to complete and using the supplies I already had took away the pressure and I was just able to have fun. 

After painting, I spent a solid hour eating grilled cheese and watching the first thing I came across on Netflix that Dan would never publicly watch with me… a documentary on Katy Perry. Only after all of this did I decide it was time to change out of my pajamas and get ready to head down to the stables to see Gracie. We were supposed to have a lesson with one of her owners who is also a trainer, but car problems kept her from coming by so it was just the two of us- Gracie and I- and our first time riding alone, and it was perfect. We spent over an hour and a half practicing everything we have been working on the past few weeks. It's hard work and at the end of each day of riding, muscles I forgot I had are shaking but it's so rewarding. It feels like practicing choreography with a reallyreallybig dance partner, and each time something clicks or another move is mastered, it feels like a little victory. 

By the time Gracie was back in her stall, Dan was home and ready to start dinner. We collaborated on a spaghetti squash casserole, bruschetta, and finishing a bottle of cabernet sauvignon. We vacuumed the house while dinner was baking and lit a few candles. We watched two episodes of House of Cards,  which seems interesting enough, although we have been struggling to find a good series since Downton Abbey and Broadchurch ended. Any good suggestions? (criteria: suspense or drama {no zombies, no serial killers, no drug cartels… I know, where's all the fun!?}... episodes have to be shorter than 50 mins and series no more than 2 or 3 seasons in… we have to have lives, people!)

Then we were in bed with lights out by 10! That calls for a hi-five in our books. It felt like the very best, most wonderful way to spend a Wednesday.

How would you spend your perfect day off?


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